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Southern Cross My goal on this trip, my first south of the equater, was to shoot as much as possible and to get better. As always there are the ones that got away, but hopefuly there are a bunch that didn't. I struggled with naming this collection until I arrived in Melbourne. Downtown life there revolves around the Southern Cross Station. It seemed to fit.
March 2016
the Vietnam & Thailand expedition The delight in being somewhere else, in seeing strange things, tasting new food. The "thing" on this trip was facing Saigon traffic. You don't avoid traffic in Saigon, you hold your breath and step into it. If you don't you will never leave the block you are standing on. Aside from that craziness, the people are amazing and it's a peek back in time to a place that is pre-global consumerism. At least for now.
November 2015
The Winter Journey The warm embrace of family was more than enough to stave off the chill of traveling through the northeast in the dead of winter. Trains and buses and more trains that were arduous and adventurous took me from a Chicago blizzard through an unforgettable birthday party in Williamsburg to a warm welcome in both Boston and New York by the most precious thing in life, family.
Feburary 2015
The Painted Desert The silence of being purely alone can be deafening, if you stop and really listen to it. Not a sound in the world, not even you. Sometimes it's just whatever the wind touches, dancing off the reds and browns and splashy greens of a petrified desert. This journey was joyous for so many reasons, Melanie's great accomplishment, the pure oxygen of being free on the road, the full moon at 4am in brilliant absolute stillness. May 2014
The Low Road to Taos Either road, low or high, the drive to Taos is glorious. Sliding past the Rio Grande and through fresh desert air towards the gallery filled streets and quaint inns with scenes of nighttime intrigue and mystery.
March 2014
On the Road Here are a few moments from a road trip through California, Nevada, Utah, Wyoming and finally into Denver Colorado. Miles and miles of endless sky and mercilessly heading towards a storm on the horizon. Just a few of the perks of being on the road. If you ever get the chance, coast into the rest stop on the Bonneville Salt Flats along highway 80. Just before sunset is magic.
August 2013
The Northwest Expedition This trip left me with a stark view of the new gentrified world we hippies find ourselves stumbling through. Alright maybe it's just me tripping. The overriding observation from Vancouver, Seattle and Portland is this; all the things that made the inner city urban life so appealing are disappearing under an onslaught of corporate branding. I tried my best to find the remaining shards of grit and glam.
April 2013
Following Van Gogh OK, I didn't exactly follow Van Gogh's trail through Europe, but the highlight of this amazing journey, other than sharing the incredible city of Lisbon with my daughter, was the trip to Arles. (how come I always want to pronounce the "s") I stood where Vincent painted "Starry Night Over the Rhone", and had a beer at the "Cafe Terrace at Night". Walking those ancient Roman streets was enchanting.
September 2012
Northern California Dreaming My grand adventure to the north had all the elements of most of my trips. The journey is always harder, and more lonely then I expect, even though I have done this many times before. There is one place I don't really like. There is another place that is magic, where I feel strangely at home. And I never know what those places will be until I get my flip flops on the ground.
June 2012
West by Southwest Being a Southern California native, I feel at home in the desert. After being on a train for what felt like a month, this journey was a rambling road trip in an automobile. Freedom to go left or right on a whim, or in the case of Tucson, stop by the waffle house at anytime day or night. I was heading as far east as Las Cruces, NM with stops along the way and back, and of course plenty of delightful surprises. March 2012
The Empire Builder Three nights on the Texas Eagle will cure most sane people of ever wanting to take another train journey. I said sane people. By the time it was over I had spent two weeks in Austin, circled half the United States, stopped off in Chicago and ended up, blissfully, in Vancouver. It was everything you think a trip would be with no planning and very little experience. It was boredom, surprise, loneliness, delicious, magnificent, funny, inspiring and at times downright terrifying. In a word... AWESOME!
Feburary 2012